| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XII. Love and Death Grieve not, dear Love | | By John Digby, Earl of Bristol (15801653) |
| | | GRIEVE not, dear Love! although we often part: | |
| But know, that Nature gently doth us sever, | |
| Thereby to train us up, with tender art, | |
| To brook the day when we must part for ever. | |
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| For Nature, doubting we should be surprised | 5 |
| By that sad day whose dread doth chiefly fear us, | |
| Doth keep us daily schooled and exercised; | |
| Lest that the fright thereof should overbear us! | | | | |
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